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Way down Louisiana close to New Orleans, |
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Way back up in the woods among the evergreens... |
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There stood a log cabin made of earth and wood, |
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Where lived a country boy name of Johnny B. Goode... |
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He never ever learned to read or write so well, |
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he could play the guitar like ringing a bell. |
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Go Go |
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Go Johnny Go Go |
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Go Johnny Go Go Go |
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Go Johnny Go go |
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Johnny B. Goode |
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He use to carry his guitar in a gunny sack |
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And sit beneath the trees by the railroad track. |
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Oh, the engineers used to see him sitting in the shade, |
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Playing to the rhythm that the drivers made. |
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People passing by would stop and say |
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Oh my that little country boy could play |
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Go Go |
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Go Johnny Go Go |
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Go Johnny Go Go Go |
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Go Johnny Go----go~ |
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Go Johnny Go Go Go |
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Johnny B. Goode |
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Go Go |
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Go Johnny Go Go |
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Go Johnny Go Go Go |
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Go Johnny Go----go~ |
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Go Johnny Go Go Go |
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Johnny B. Goode |
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His mama told him someday he would be a man, |
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And you would be the leader of a big old band. |
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people goes closed miles around |
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To listen tu you play to you the sun goes down |
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will you Maybe be in lights |
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Saying Johnny B. Goode tonight. |
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Go Go |
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Go Johnny Go |
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Go Go |
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Go Johnny Go |
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Go Go |
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Johnny B. Goode |